I know she wants to see this
I know she wants to know
but I just can't open the book
I can't let it go
I wont let her read it
I can't let her breathe it
because the hate filled words I say
are about theim and their ways
I do it when I cry
I do it when I smile
I do it with no intentions of hurting
I just do it because it's mine
somethign to call my own
it's my security
if I'm ever alone
I can tell it all my secrets
I can tell it all my lies
I know it wont cheat
I trust it with my life
It's not a person nor a drug
It's this paper and this pen
I pick up everyday
its the only true thing in my life
that wont die or decay
I know it will come home at night
I can hold it tight
I keep it so close to my heart
Nothing could possibly brake us apart
It strengthens my soul
It strengthens my acts of love
and yes sometimes hate
and yeah I do it
I do it to get lost in my fate
So Yes I do it
I do it for me
go ahead, call me selfish
but the way I see it
all you feel is envy.
